Made dinner, had some tequila to toast myself, cleaned the mess I'd made cooking, and crashed watching Juno.
Work: I need to update the send-as bug diary, but we found a truly bizarre bug in active directory with users who had 1) migrated from a windows 2000 domain and 2) had never used Outlook when the new exchange server went in place. Short answer: ADUC, view Advanced, properties on the affected user, security tab, SELF object, add send-as, receive-as and write permissions.
Home: I bought a vacuum cleaner.
Car: Laurea stole my car on Monday and had it detailed. Goddamn thing looks new, though it reminds me that I have many chips in the paint. Low-slung car versus highways traveled by gravel trucks and sand trucks (construction!) == scratches. I'm thinking: matte black carbon fiber hood, but it's a short and slippery slope from there to Lambo doors and a slew of sponsor stickers, neon underlighting, fake HIDs, and an even bigger exhaust, yo. Fuck that, I'm OLD.
Universe: I don't know. I tried to go shooting this past weekend, but the range was full-up. I've been in a really rotten frame of mind for a couple of weeks. I did start a new exercise plan, and and also planning on removing computers from the couch and the bedroom. I will eventually sneak into the televisions and disable them, Ninja style. At some point, Laurea will be forced to realize that I am not a roommate who does dishes! Then I'll probably move to Idaho. I've always been a fan of nuclear test grounds and the Snake River, and I know I'm just as crazy as most of the separatist-types without having to resort to the weakness of racist thinking. I'm proficient with my own survival, though I haven't been out of the lap of urban America in, like, twenty years. OK, maybe 15 years. Still.
I wonder if I remember how to fish?
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